| I've been warped by the rain, driven by the snow | |
| Well I'm drunk and dirty, and don't you know | |
| I'm still, yeah still | |
| Out on the road so late at night | |
| I see my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Alice, Alice | |
| I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah | |
| Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made | |
| Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed | |
| If you give me ****, whites and wine and show me a sign | |
| Well I'll be willin', and to be movin' | |
| I've been beaten by the wind, robbed by the sleet | |
| Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet | |
| I'm willin', yeah I'm still willin' | |
| And I've smuggled some smokes and folks up from Mexico | |
| Baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico and I'm willin' | |
| I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah | |
| Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made | |
| Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed | |
| If you give me ****, whites, and wine | |
| And show me a sign well I'll be willin' to be movin' |